Review of Wendy and Lucy (2008) by Danny B — 24 May 2009

There is more to almost everything in this shriveled up take on life, the world, and all of the small American towns that lead to nowhere. Stranding herself on a road to Alaska, Wendy walks her dog through train track gypsies, broke-down cars, and temporary jail time. Through a simple story of a troubled girl trying to find her dog - and maybe a reasonable meaning of life - it tosses out plenty of signals to hint as to what kind of person she might have been before her impromptu road-trip.

There are films claiming to be portraits on the human spirit, the broken souls trapped in America, but there is such an ability to relate and associate with certain themes and certain issues in Wendy and Lucy that there is no room for trying to find reason, just enough to make you wish you could help.

And when all is said and done, the two leading ladies will have not only tugged at your heartstrings, but torn them clean from the flesh. Showered with ironic relevance to today's economic situation, and so far the timeliest film I've seen this year, it'll be hard to forget Wendy and Lucy. Not that I would ever want to.